Hidden
by Carmen H Gray
A reorganization of self
Parts decomposed and restructured
Labor looking like absolute idleness
While in quiet solitude
Cells extoling canticles
Of radical change
Realizations yet unrealized
Hidden
a place to ponder metamorphosis, a place to share experiences, a place to witness growth "That it will never come again is what makes life sweet" -Emily Dickinson
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